This is an old post that I would like to use again.
You may already know
the story of the three little pigs, how about in English? Do you know how to tell it in English? Why
don't you give it a try after watching this video? How do you start a tale? How do you finish it?
After listening to the old tale, why not watching the real end of the story of The Three Little Pigs? is it fair what happened to them? is it always right to kill the intruder? The Guardian, Open Journalism.
5 comments:
"I start a tale with the typical phrase, "There was a time...",and ended it with "colorin colorado (I don't know the traduction in english) this story is over".
Hi Sarah!
As you can hear in this video we start a tale by saying "Once upon a time" and to finish, "they lived happily ever after".
BTW Have you tried telling the story with your own words?
I really enjoyed this tale, It sounds so fun. I tried to transcribe it. I think my transcription is not bad at all, but it may have some mistakes. So, plese, if you had a little time ... Would you please correct my text?
Thank you.
THE THREE LITTLE PIGS:
Once upon a time there were three Little pigs, and when they were old enough their mother decided it’s was time for them to see get adventure in the big wide world. So, one sunny morning the packed their clothes and some sandwiches and off they went.
One day the three little pigs happen a lovely woodland clearing, and each thought it was a perfect place to build their houses:
-I’m going to build my house from straw - said the first little pig - There is lot of it and it will take very little time.
-I’m going to build my house from sticks - said the second little pig – There some many of them in this woodland, and it will take me not time at all.
-I am going to build my house from bricks – said the third little pig – It will be strong and sturdy.
His brothers laugh as they knew that the bricks would be heavy, and his house would take a long time to build.
Theirs would be finished much sooner and then they would free to play in the sunshine.
So the three little pigs started to build their houses.
One day the first little pig was in his house of straw, and outside appeared a big bad wolf.
The wolf shouted – Little pig! Little pig! Let me in!
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin! He replied.
Ok, said the wolf. I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!
So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the straw house down!
The little pig was so scared he ran to his brother’s house. He told him about the wolf and they hid under the table.
Once again the wolf shouted - Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in!
Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins! Replied the little pigs.
Very well, said the wolf. I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!
So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the sticks house down!
They were so scared that they ran to their brother house, the third little pig. And they told him about the big bad wolf. But he wasn’t afraid as he knew his house was built with good strong bricks.
Once again the big bad wolf shouted - Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in!
Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins! Replied the three little pigs.
So the big bad wolf said - I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!
And he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed…But the house was made of good strong bricks and would not move. The three little pigs were very pleased. By now the big bad wolf was very crossed because no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t move the house.
He decided to climb on to the roof of the brick house and sneak down the chimney. But the little pig was too clever and had a big pot of soup bubbling over the fire. As the big bad wolf came down the chimney he _cut?_ his bushy tail in the bubbling pot. And gave such scream that it sent him back of the chimney, and he landed outside with a though.
The big bad wolf was so afraid of the three little pigs that he ran far into the woods. And from back then forward he was never seen again, and the three little pigs live happily ever after.
The End.
Dear Isabel,
Find the transcript corrected. Very good job! I bet you learned a lot by doing this!!
THE THREE LITTLE PIGS
Once upon a time there were three little pigs, and when they were old enough their mother decided it’s was time for them to SEEK adventure in the big wide world. So, one sunny morning they packed their clothes and some sandwiches and off they went.
One day the three little pigs happened UPON a lovely woodland clearing, and each thought it was a perfect place to build their houses: “I’m going to build my house from straw”, said the first little pig. “There’s lot of it and it will take very little time.”
“I’m going to build my house from sticks”, said the second little pig. “There ARE SO many of them in this woodland, and it will take me not time at all.”
“I am going to build my house from bricks”, said the third little pig. “It will be strong and sturdy.”
His brothers laughED as they knew that the bricks would be heavy, and his house would take a long time to build. Theirs would be finished much sooner and then they would free to play in the sunshine. So the three little pigs started to build their houses.
One day the first little pig was in his house of straw, and outside appeared a big bad wolf.
The wolf shouted, “Little pig! Little pig! Let me in!”
“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chinS!” he replied.
“Ok”, said the wolf. “I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!”
So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the straw house down!
The little pig was so scared he ran to his brother’s house. He told him about the wolf and they hid under the table.
Once again the wolf shouted, “Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in!”
“Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins!”, replied the little pigs.
“Very well,” said the wolf. “I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!”
So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the (sticks) STICK house down!
They were so scared that they ran to their brother house, the third little pig and they told him about the big bad wolf, but he wasn’t afraid as he knew his house was built with good strong bricks.
Once again the big bad wolf shouted, “Little pigs! Little pigs! Let me in!”
“Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins!”, replied the three little pigs.
So the big bad wolf said, “I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!”
And he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed… But the house was made of good strong bricks and would not move. The three little pigs were very pleased. By now the big bad wolf was very crossed CROSS because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move the house.
He decided to climb onto the roof of the brick house and sneak down the chimney. But the little pig was too clever and had a big pot of soup bubbling over the fire. As the big bad wolf came down the chimney he CAUGHT his bushy tail in the bubbling pot and gave such A scream that it sent him back UP the chimney, and he landed outside with a (though) THUD.
The big bad wolf was so afraid of the three little pigs that he ran far into the woods and from back then forward he was never seen again, and the three little pigs liveD happily ever after.
Thanks a lot teacher!
You're right, I learned a lot of new vocabulary and expressions.
I'd like to be able to tell this story to my little students...someday.
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